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Entry tags:
GW: Gamble
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Pairing: Heero/OC (Ciaran)
Warnings: Sap
Rating: G
Summary: Duo and Ciaran make bets. Timeline here.
"He won't bite your head off, Ciaran."
He jumped, startled, nearly upsetting his coffee over all his papers and just catching it in time. "Wha -?"
"If you weren't staring at him, I wouldn't have surprised you then. Heero. He won't bite your head off. I, however, will steal a bite of your toast." And Duo proceeded to do that, breezing off to wherever he was supposed to be, leaving Ciaran rather distressed and feeling like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He had, in fact, been caught, but he'd been caught watching Heero, their co-worker and the wonder of the office.
Cursing softly to himself, Ciaran turned his mind back to the report he was supposed to be finishing, wishing he had half of Heero's concentration and even just a quarter of his typing speed. Then he'd have this done in no time...
"Are you nearly done with that?"
He looked up straight into the blue eyes of Heero Yuy himself and almost groaned aloud. "Uh, yeah, it's a few days late already, but I'll have it in on time."
"Alright," Heero nodded, leaning against the edge of Ciaran's desk. He was supposed to be watching over Ciaran, who had really only just begun his time at Preventers. It didn't help one bit with Ciaran's crush on him. "I'll check through it for you, if you want."
"No, it's okay, you're busy, right? You're always busy, er..." he trailed off, well aware he was making a fool out of himself. Heero was apparently oblivious, however, and soon left with a murmured 'suit yourself'.
"Ask him out."
Duo was back again. Ciaran looked up and rolled his eyes. He and Duo had clicked from the start, so he wasn't at all awkward with him. "Oh yeah, like he'll agree. He doesn't even like me."
"He never shows it when he likes people. He pulled a gun on Relena, for God's sake. Ask him out." Duo turned and lifted himself onto the desk with his hands, swinging his legs, grinning at Ciaran who was going pink with embarrassment already.
"Tomorrow, maybe."
"Ask him to go to a movie with you. And dinner, if you could stand being in his presence that long," he teased.
"He won't say yes."
"Ten dollars he will."
"Ten dollars he won't."
"Fine." Duo just grinned to himself, knowing that he was going to be ten dollars better off the next day, if Ciaran swallowed his nerves and just spit it out.
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"Heero, ah, could I... umm..."
Heero looked up from his typing, raising an eyebrow, "What is it?"
He fidgeted with the cuffs of his jacket, biting his lip. "Umm, nothing serious, I just wanted to ask... that is, do you want to come out on a date? Not a date date, nothing really serious, but dinner and a movie, something like that?"
There was a long pause during which Ciaran felt like sinking through the floor and just hiding himself. Finally Heero smiled slightly and nodded. "Alright."
He went back to his desk in somewhat of a daze, only to find someone already stealing his chair and removing the possibility of sitting down to strengthen his suddenly weak knees. Duo grinned at him, "What did he say?"
"He said yes," Ciaran said, with a shrug, as if he wasn't mentally skipping around like a maniac.
"Then you owe me," Duo's grin didn't fade a bit.
Pairing: Heero/OC (Ciaran)
Warnings: Sap
Rating: G
Summary: Duo and Ciaran make bets. Timeline here.
"He won't bite your head off, Ciaran."
He jumped, startled, nearly upsetting his coffee over all his papers and just catching it in time. "Wha -?"
"If you weren't staring at him, I wouldn't have surprised you then. Heero. He won't bite your head off. I, however, will steal a bite of your toast." And Duo proceeded to do that, breezing off to wherever he was supposed to be, leaving Ciaran rather distressed and feeling like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He had, in fact, been caught, but he'd been caught watching Heero, their co-worker and the wonder of the office.
Cursing softly to himself, Ciaran turned his mind back to the report he was supposed to be finishing, wishing he had half of Heero's concentration and even just a quarter of his typing speed. Then he'd have this done in no time...
"Are you nearly done with that?"
He looked up straight into the blue eyes of Heero Yuy himself and almost groaned aloud. "Uh, yeah, it's a few days late already, but I'll have it in on time."
"Alright," Heero nodded, leaning against the edge of Ciaran's desk. He was supposed to be watching over Ciaran, who had really only just begun his time at Preventers. It didn't help one bit with Ciaran's crush on him. "I'll check through it for you, if you want."
"No, it's okay, you're busy, right? You're always busy, er..." he trailed off, well aware he was making a fool out of himself. Heero was apparently oblivious, however, and soon left with a murmured 'suit yourself'.
"Ask him out."
Duo was back again. Ciaran looked up and rolled his eyes. He and Duo had clicked from the start, so he wasn't at all awkward with him. "Oh yeah, like he'll agree. He doesn't even like me."
"He never shows it when he likes people. He pulled a gun on Relena, for God's sake. Ask him out." Duo turned and lifted himself onto the desk with his hands, swinging his legs, grinning at Ciaran who was going pink with embarrassment already.
"Tomorrow, maybe."
"Ask him to go to a movie with you. And dinner, if you could stand being in his presence that long," he teased.
"He won't say yes."
"Ten dollars he will."
"Ten dollars he won't."
"Fine." Duo just grinned to himself, knowing that he was going to be ten dollars better off the next day, if Ciaran swallowed his nerves and just spit it out.
"Heero, ah, could I... umm..."
Heero looked up from his typing, raising an eyebrow, "What is it?"
He fidgeted with the cuffs of his jacket, biting his lip. "Umm, nothing serious, I just wanted to ask... that is, do you want to come out on a date? Not a date date, nothing really serious, but dinner and a movie, something like that?"
There was a long pause during which Ciaran felt like sinking through the floor and just hiding himself. Finally Heero smiled slightly and nodded. "Alright."
He went back to his desk in somewhat of a daze, only to find someone already stealing his chair and removing the possibility of sitting down to strengthen his suddenly weak knees. Duo grinned at him, "What did he say?"
"He said yes," Ciaran said, with a shrug, as if he wasn't mentally skipping around like a maniac.
"Then you owe me," Duo's grin didn't fade a bit.